Sleazy uberbabe

She walks in wearing black lace that barely hides a damn thing. The bra pushes her tits up nice and tight, the thong disappears between her cheeks like it knows its job. Sarah's got that black hair falling wild down her back, lips already wet from whatever dirty thoughts she's had on the way over. She drops to her knees without being told twice. Hands on his thighs, mouth open, tongue out like she's been thinking about this all week. She takes him deep, slow at first, then picks up the pace until her throat's working around every inch. Spit runs down her chin and she doesn't wipe it away. Just keeps going, eyes looking up, hungry for more. When he pulls her up and bends her over, she arches her back without asking. The thong gets yanked aside, not even taken off. He works his cock into her ass while she grips the edge of whatever's closest, breathing hard, pushing back to take it deeper. Every thrust makes her moan louder. He doesn't hold back either, driving in steady and hard until her legs start to shake. She ends up on her knees again for the finish. He strokes himself over her face and she stays right there, mouth open, waiting for it. Hot ropes land across her lips, her cheeks, a streak across one eye. She licks what she can reach and smiles like she just won something.